we stick to together as children
but die all alone
they say "it's okay to be different"
"just don't be a clone"
but they lied to me
and they'll lie to to you too
the world hates different
the world hates you

and isn't fun to live in a world
where nothing is what it seems
there are kids on the streets
begging just to get by
and kids safe asleep
who are praying to die

and they preach acceptance
then declare your sentence
and the punishment's usually death
not death to the body
but death to the soul
death to the spirit
not death to the whole

the world is cutthroat
and we're all out of hope
so stop making art
and rip out your heart
or they're gonna do it for you
buy a nice suit
and don't try to be cute
and soon you'll become
complacent and numb

each new shake of the square box,
another white stick.
the lighter to burn her death certificate
after her lips have already signed.

Little sticks
So deadly
Grey in the air
So pure
Mind so focused
Unfocused
Little sticks
Of death
I'm flying
Orange stick
I crash
Red tipped
I inhale
Little sticks of death

Love tortured my soul
I'm empty
Emptiness in my eyes
I'm numb
This is not good at all. When will I know when true love has come my way?
You left me
You left and never looked back
My heart is so sore
So much I can't feel it when it pumps blood

By: @Ofentse_Tsie

turn my poetry into necklace and wear it today
forget about world and let's run away

we should hang out together,
watch countless number of people's lies

until one of us dies

let's talk about false hopes and immorality,
bring up the past and prove ourselves wrong
overdose our body with sad songs
believe in misfortune and tell secrets first before the clue
and right before you fall into madness,
I will catch you